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No idea what I’m looking for, aside from bruising, swelling, abrasions or any other signs that we abused her virgin pussy too harshly to do it again today.

It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask her if she’s okay when I spot something that shouldn’t be there.

A string.

Is she on her period? There’s no way. We would have realized it last night.

So what the fuck is this?

I follow the strand upward until it disappears through what I imagine is her cervix.

“What the fuck?” I freeze then rear back.

“What?” Knox laughs. “Going to spurt before you’ve done more than finger her this time?”

I remove my hand from her slickness and heat then encircle Aiden’s wrist, leaving a shining bracelet around it. “Feel this.”

Knox shoots us a glance like we’re weird, then goes back to making out with Poppy, keeping her oblivious to our efforts.

Aiden makes a fist so only his middle finger extends out as I guide him to our beauty’s pussy and fit him inside. The poor sucker is easily distracted. “She feels wet. And silky. And hot. Damn.”

“Keep going.” I press on his wrist so his knuckles are tucked tight to her core. “Deeper.”

She moans and squirms, too out of it to care what we’re doing as long as we keep doing it.

Except right then, Aiden’s expression goes from turned on to tragic in an instant. “I know exactly what that is.”

Yeah, me too.

He tugs on the string of her IUD.

“Oh crap!” Poppy would shoot to a sitting position if Knox wasn’t pinning her in place.

“Tell me you’re not wearing protection, beauty.” My mouth can hardly form the words. It’s set in a grim slash as dissatisfaction cuts through our foolish giddiness. I haven’t been this pissed or disappointed in a very long time.

Aiden’s eyes are big and green and hurt…like a puppy who’s been kicked.

Knox freezes, looking from Poppy—who can no longer meet our stares—to us and back.

“You knew the deal.” I glare.

“I didn’t, actually. Remember? I only read the contract last night.” She covers her face with her shaking hands. “And technically, I didn’t break the rules. It says no barriers. An IUD is not a barrier.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Aiden throws up his hands.

“A matter of semantics.” My hand replaces his on that damned string despite her wriggling to get away. “You signed it. You’re ours. And this is coming out.”

“Wait!” She flings her arms out. Is it because she hates the idea or because she doesn’t want it to hurt and ruin the rest of our day? “Don’t yank on that.”

“Tell me how to remove it.” I don’t care if Knox thinks I’m being too beastly or Aiden wants me to be soft with her. She crossed a line and I’m going to uncross it for her. “Better yet…”

I snatch the phone from the nightstand and hit *69 to talk to the Club Sin operator.

“Sir?”

“Is the medical fetish room available?”

“Right now?”

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